Showing posts with label Civil War. Show all posts
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Monday, October 10, 2016

NOBODY KNOWS, Susan Coryell's Latest!



Welcome back, Susan! I'm thrilled to have you here again. Susan's newest installment of the Overhome Trilogy will release Oct. 14, 2016, from The Wild Rose Press.
What fun to interact on Nikki’s blog once again. Thanks for inviting me, Nikki!  I appreciate your suggestion to set up my Overhome Trilogy so that previous readers can have their memories refreshed and new ones get a glimpse into what came before my new release NOBODY KNOWS, third book in the cozy mystery/Southern Gothic series. Remember, folks, Halloween arrives at the end of October. Why not celebrate with a spooky series featuring ghosts, the Overhome Trilogy.



Sometimes even the most
 fiercely guarded secrets are
 destined to be revealed.
A RED, RED ROSE, the first book in the trilogy involves twenty-year-old Ashby Overton’s visit to her family’s ancient historic estate Overhome in Southern Virginia. In search of her roots, Ashby finds mysteries galore permeating the old plantation house and grounds. Aided by Rosabelle, a family spirit inhabiting the oldest wing of the mansion, Ashby discovers sins and secrets of the past, while acquiring maturity and her own sense of self. Oh, and there’s a bit of romance involving Luke, the stable boy and Ashby’s riding instructor, who does not believe in ghosts.

Sins and secrets of the past lie
buried deep beneath the stones.



BENEATH THE STONES picks up five years later finding Ashby, now owner of Overhome Estate, faced with financial ruin; it’s up to her to find a solution. Selling off some of the property seems a viable solution until a recalcitrant spirit hold-over from the Civil War makes a determined stand against her every effort.  Ashby must use her evolving sixth sense to ferret out the mysterious past that surrounds the angry spirit determination. And, yes, the romance deepens.

Why do ancient spirits hover at the
crossroads between two worlds?

NOBODY KNOWS, third and final book, takes place five years afterwards. Now married and a successful author, Ashby’s bucolic life is turned upside down by the arrival of an African-American professor in search of his own roots: his ancestors apparently derived from Overhome Estate: one a slave and one a plantation master. Coinciding with a local effort to destroy a slave-built church, the professor’s appearance stirs up slave spirits who wreak havoc on life at Overhome. Everyone is depending on Ashby’s extrasensory ability to find the source of discontent in order to quell the fury.  For fun, a bit of both married and teen-age romance.
 With a successful writing career and blissful marriage, Ashby Overton is fulfilled and content at historic Overhome Estate in Southern Virginia'until a stranger walks into her life. The arrival of Professor Ellis O. Grady coincides with a violent and bizarre turbulence emanating from the dark world of Overhome's ancient spirits.

As paranormal events build into chaos, Ashby must use her sixth sense to sort out the real from the imagined in both the visible and the invisible worlds as, stirred into fury, the souls of Civil War slaves engage in a dangerous battle destined to reveal long-held secrets of the past.

What is the connection between the enigmatic professor, a slave-built chapel and a restored overseer's cottage on Overhome Estate? Ashby struggles to find the answers before the spirits destroy her family's heritage, and the lives of those she loves.


What threads lead from first book to last?
Many themes underlie the three novels. One overarching theme is that we cannot overlook the past in terms of what we expect of the present and future; layers of history affect our values and attitudes and may determine our very destiny . The ghosts in each novel might be symbolic of the hold-overs from the past that we cannot deny or ignore. Another major theme involves a look at the culture and society of the South where long-held, hard-felt ideas and beliefs often battle with modernity. The importance of family, cultural diversity, and economic and regional clashes also resonate throughout the series.
In terms of characters, all of the main characters and many of the subordinate ones mature and grow with each succeeding novel. The setting, Overhome Estate, remains the same, and the romance advances from attraction to devotion. I call the series Mystery, History, Romance & Ghosts!
Did you plan to write a trilogy or did it grow organically as you wrote?
Although I thought A RED, RED ROSE would be a stand-alone novel, subconsciously, I must have known there was so much more to Ashby’s story; I left some issues unresolved for some reason, right? When readers clamored for a sequel, I knew I was on a roll. BENEATH THE STONES was definitely an organic growth as I discovered over a dozen actual family letters written from the Confederate battle fronts in Virginia in the midst of my composing the novel. I was able to weave many of these into the story. NOBODY KNOWS pulls the saga full circle to family in search of heritage. In spite of a continued story, I have written each novel to stand alone.
Did your research lead you deeper into the history?
Oh my, yes! In fact, I find it very hard to know when to stop researching and start writing! I use local sources such as the Bedford Museum and the Museum of the Confederacy. I interview professors, farm owners and workers, horse experts, large-animal doctors, blue grass musicians and a host of others represented in my novels. And I read extensively—books, articles, news clippings. I have become a bit of a Civil War wonk—at least when it involves Virginia and our battles and soldiers in the Confederacy.
What got you started and is NOBODY KNOWS definitely the last?
My writer’s antennae went up while touring a supposedly haunted historic estate in Northern Virginia. When I retired to Smith Mountain Lake in the southern part of the state, I decided to look for a similar property there and set my story on fictional Moore Mountain Lake. Once I found the prototype for Overhome Estate, I was off and running.
I intend for NOBODY KNOWS to end the series. However…if enough of my readers want more…who knows?
What are you working on next?
I want to take a break from Gothics and write about the mystery and drama taking place in a large public high school when a principal without principle takes over. I’ll have plenty of fodder based on my thirty years of public school teaching!
Is there anything you learned in the process of writing these books that changed your way of thinking about the past, your life, writing? In what ways?
I think I’ve found my niche writing contemporary characters with a history background.  I will probably return to the genre after I finish my school-days book. I’ve also come to appreciate the depth and width of history in Virginia, where the first English colony was established in Jamestown in 1607—a rich heritage for a Southern writer! Finally, writing romance does not come naturally to me, so I’ve had to stretch my creative outreach there.


Excerpt from NOBODY KNOWS: 
     Walking over the weedy ground, I felt the desolate abandonment of those long-dead. A few tilting gravestones, so blurred with time that their epitaphs were illegible, listed toward the ground as if sheltering from a punishing wind. Scattered among the patchwork grasses were small, thin stone markers set in the dirt, little more than raw rocks, though several bore the faint outline of initials which had been chiseled into them so long ago. Ellis and I surveyed the bleak cemetery, each harboring our own thoughts.  I don’t know how long we stood there breathing in the silence. Then, I heard the voice.—so clear, so distinct, that I startled and almost fell back. Did my companion hear it, too? I darted a look at him. He stood with eyes closed, evidently completely lost in his own reverie. I held my breath and listened with all my senses on alert. The voice wavered this time, as though trailing away, but its repeated message was identical to the one I had first heard at the Overseer’s Cottage when the candlestick went missing. I had thought, then, that I heard “red apple,” which made no sense. Now I understood. “Jared Chapel,” the voice warned. Yes, its tone was severe. Demanding. “Jared Chapel.”
     I touched Ellis’s arm. “It’s here, Ellis. I know it is.” And when he blinked uncomprehendingly, I added, “You wondered if Jared Chapel offers anything in your search for your ancestry. It’s here—there’s something here. I feel it and I...I know it.”
     He blinked several times, a serious expression on his face. “You know because...”
     “Sometimes the past speaks to me. I can’t explain it, but I have to trust the voice that tells me things.”
     He rubbed his chin. “You know...this is odd. Really odd.”
     I raised my eyebrows in a silent question and he continued. “Because I thought I heard something. I definitely felt...a presence I can’t explain. Someone trying to get my attention. Someone very, very seriously trying to make me understand.” He shook his head. “Understand what? I confess, I’m baffled.”
     “It’s a sign,” I said. “Something I’ve learned over my years at Overhome. We ignore the signs at our own peril.”
Anything else you’d like to add?
My books work well for book clubs because there’s plenty to discuss with all the themes and symbolism and history. One local library actually provides multiple copies of popular books for local clubs and I am proud to report that both A RED, RED ROSE and BENEATH THE STONES are available through them. I’m hoping NOBODY KNOWS, after it releases October 14th will join the other two.

Contact info: website: www.susancoryellauthor.com
Buy link for NOBODY KNOWS:  https://amzn.com/B01L5TXLJ6

Finally, I’d like to offer another thank-you for allowing me to join you on your lovely blog. 

It's been a delight, as always. Readers, I'm sure you'll enjoy all three of Susan's books. I know I'm looking forward to Nobody Knows.

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Scroll down for a spine-tingling excerpt!
Ashby Overton has everything to look forward to, including a promising writing career and her wedding at summer’s end. But, Overhome, her beloved historic family estate in Southern Virginia, is in financial peril and it is up to Ashby to find a solution.
Interfering with Ashby’s plans is a dark paranormal force that thwarts her every effort to save Overhome.  Supernatural attacks emanate from an old stone cottage on the property rumored to be a slave overseer’s abode, prior to the Civil War. As the violence escalates, Ashby begins to fear for her life. Who is this angry spirit and why is his fury focused on Ashby?

Mystery, suspense and romance flourish against a backdrop of Civil War turmoil and ancestral strife--where immortality infiltrates the ancient air breathed by all who inhabit Overhome Estate.



Author Susan Coryell returns today with her new book, Beneath The Stones, the recently released sequel to A Red, Red Rose, both from The Wild Rose Press. Welcome back, Susan!

Tell us about Beneath The Stones. Did you plan on writing a sequel? Will there be more? How is writing a sequel different from writing the original book?
    Beneath the Stones,  a standalone sequel,  picks up Ashby Overton’s life five years after the ending of A Red, Red Rose. She and Luke plan to be married at summer’s end, she has her college writing degree and a free-lance career on the uptick and her parents are retiring from educator jobs in New Jersey and moving to Overhome Estate to help with wedding plans. Everything in Ashby’s young life is in order—except—Overhome is in financial trouble and it’s up to Ashby to fix the problem. Of course, there’s a complication: Someone or something mean and powerful is doing its best to prevent Ashby from initiating her solution to the financial problem--selling off the back acreage for a housing development. 

     I thought when I finished A Red, Red Rose that I was done with Ashby and Overhome. But reader after reader in review after review expressed an interest in a sequel: “Eagerly awaiting the sequel!” was how one reader put it. It was then I realized there truly was more to the story...so I got busy with Beneath the Stones. I’m already thinking through a third book—five years after the end of Beneath the Stones.

     Writing a sequel is tricky! The author needs to allude to certain events in the original without spoiling the plot for those who read the sequel first. Now that I have the hang of it, I think writing the third volume will be easier.

I thought the same after I finished my first novel. However, my characters had other ideas and insisted on a sequel or three. Do you have a favorite character? Why? 
Other than my protag, Ashby Overton, I dearly love the old, long-time housekeeper Miss Emma Coleville. She is what I call the conscience of the novel as well as the archivist of Overton family history. Miss Emma will never die in my books! 


Who/what influences or inspires your writing? 
     I do need an inspiration to write. For A Red, Red Rose, the inspiration was an actual historic estate in Virginia rumored to be haunted. One tour of the place and I was hooked. My inspiration for Beneath the Stones was the compelling characters who still had a lot of life left to explore. When I read in the local paper about the financial woes of a Civil War estate, I knew I had the perfect conflict for Ashby Overton and Overhome.

What authors do you return to again and again, if any? Where do you find new authors to read? 
     I am hooked on the classical mystery writers Daphne Du Maurier, Victoria Holt and Mary Stewart. I also love the Bronte sisters and Jane Austen. Classics only get better with age! I haunt libraries!

Libraries are the light of civilization. Do you have a writing routine/ritual? What distracts you when you’re writing? 
     A morning person, I create best before noon. Everything distracts me! My writer’s loft looks out on beautiful Smith Mountain Lake and I sometimes find myself paddling around in the water (figuratively) rather than concentrating on my writing.

Favorite non-writing activities?
     My husband and I have an active social life here at our lake. We both golf and boat and entertain family and friends regularly. I enjoy yoga, my book clubs and writing group. Each winter we travel to Hawaii to visit our youngest son and his family and we tool around from Virginia to South Carolina checking in with our other two children and our five grandkids. 

Advice for newbies? 
     Don’t get discouraged. Keep reading. Keep writing, Keep critiquing and submitting and eventually something will happen!

Where has writing taken you that you never expected to go? 
     The real surprise has been the collegiality with other writers all over the world. Electronic social media, blogs, writers’ loops have introduced me to so many interesting, intelligent and creative folks I’d never have imagined “meeting” before I was published. We’ve become true friends.

Pantser/plotter? 
     Oh, I am such a plotter. I know the beginning, middle and end of my books before I ever write the first word. The in-between parts may fluctuate, but I never change the basic three.

Do you have critique partners or beta readers? How do they help? 
     I belong to a writers group here at Smith Mt. Lake. An eclectic group (well, we ARE all writers), they offer excellent constructive criticism. However, I am looking for an individual CP, if anyone wants to “apply.”

It's been a joy having you here today, Susan. Thanks for taking the time to answer all my nosey questions! Anything else you'd like to say?
     I’d like to thank Nikki for inviting me to guest on her awesome blog. This is what I mean about author collegiality!

Excerpt:
     Luke climbed down cautiously, the old boards of the steps groaning and creaking under his weight. When he reached the bottom, he turned, held out his arms and said, “Come on down, Ashby. Just go slow.”
     “Not to worry. I’ve done this before,” I told him, reaching for the first step with my foot. Carefully, I moved toward the bottom, one step at a time, leaning against the wall for support. I was half-way there when it happened—so suddenly that I had no time to react. Frigid air swooshed down on me from behind, freezing my face so that I screwed my eyes tight shut at the same time something strong and determined pushed against my back violently—so violently that I stumbled, then tumbled forward, to be caught in Luke’s outstretched arms from several stairs below.
     “Whoa!” Luke exhaled from the impact of my body on his. “My God, Ashby. What happened?” 
     I slumped against him, unable to utter a single word, my breathing shallow and rapid. At last I found my voice. “Something pushed me, Luke. I don’t know what—or who—but it was powerful and deliberate.”
     Luke glanced up to the top of the stairs. “Nothing there. I’m going back to the loft to look.”
     I stopped him. “I doubt you’ll find anything.” I sniffed the air, expecting 
a new infusion of foul odor. “And what would you do if you did find anything?”
     Just then we both heard it. Hollow, chilling, trailing away from us with 

every syllable: “Go away. He’s dead. He’s dead. He’s dead....”

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